Werewolf From Twilight Novels & Stories

Xithara's POV I had been imprisoned for a week and during this time, I had been put through hell. The guard would come to whip and torture me everyday. Keith did the worst thing possible, he decided I didn't deserve to have a wolf so he took her away. They performed a ritual on me that not only hurt like hell but took away my wolf permanently so I wouldn't be able to rebel against their torture since I had been trained in combat.

Unbeknownst to Kyle, it was just a temporary rule to seal his fate and someone else's. Drew Chen. The muscular, tall and handsome jet black haired and green eyed Werewolf and Witch. Drew smiled and walked towards his cousin Kyle. "It's been long since we saw each other. Why that look?" Drew said pouting his lips. "I know why you are here. What method do you guys want to use now to force me into getting married?" Kyle asked with a deadpan expression.

However standing in front of her, A friend, a beta werewolf who seems to recognize her and refuses to attack, instead he runs away. "How long can you keep that act up!" She raised her blade and swung at a nearby tree shattered it and sending the chunks flying towards Jason again. (Oh come on! I've had it!) the wolf vexed and stops in his tracks only to then lunge at the red haired girl. "Finally showing your true colors!" Clara said as she took her stance however. 'Chomp!' the wolf grabs a large tree branch mid air and swings it at Clara surprising her. (He's using weapons?! But a wolf can't!) She bit down hard as she's flung aside.

It’s against the Werewolf legendary rule," I said sternly. She grinned from ear to ear as she kneaded her elbow. "Yes, you will be crowned the Werewolf queen this year." "First and foremost, I must assassinate those five assassins." Nyka later went to the Felis farmstead to carry out our plan for tomorrow. I went into my room and looked out the window. His large eyelashes and the lamp light near his bed table fell on his face as he slept blissfully. It accentuated his attractiveness and sped up my heartbeat. Amethyst, just don't forget about your vengeance and divert your attention away from it. With a shake of my head, I exhaled deeply. He abruptly awoke from his slumber and gazed around, a

I sighed, not having the time to stand here. “Where the f*ck is Kira?” I mumbled, trying to sense where she is. She sighed, “Can you mind linking her?” I paused but then shook my head, “No.” “Representing you, a very rare creature. Have you watched the movie Twilight?” The crowd yelled in answer and the emcee laughed, “Well then, you must be aware of the werewolf's appearance and this man here is a very special creature! Not just because he is a werewolf, but he is an alpha!”

Zoe was so heartbroken that her special wolf emerged. Turned out that she was a hybrid of a Lycan and Werewolf and that's why her wolf had been dormant. She needed trauma-like strong emotions to wake her. It was a rare beast with special abilities. But she didn't know how could she be part Lycan. The sudden awakening of her animal caused her to lash out as she singlehandedly killed everyone on the scene. Xavier was left alive since the animal recognized him as their fated mate.

With a brutal swipe of its claws, the larger wolf sent the rogue sprawling across the ground, its body leaving a trail of blood. The rogue scrambled to get up, but the larger wolf was relentless, delivering a crushing blow that sent the rogue skidding backward. The rogue’s growls turned into whimpers, its body trembling in fear as it attempted to retreat. With one last defiant snarl, the rogue wolf turned and bolted, disappearing into the shadows from which it had come. Lily's eyes widened in disbelief as the wolf's form began to shrink, its powerful limbs retracting. She stepped back slightly, feeling the earth beneath her feet as the wolf shrank, revealing not just a man, but someone she k

Zayden. He was a titan among them. He didn't just fight; he dominated. With a single, powerful snap of his jaws, he sent the grey wolf tumbling across the clearing. But the other two wolves didn't retreat. They circled him, their eyes glowing with a feral, subordinate hunger. "Enough!" a voice boomed—not from a mouth, but seemingly from the very air. Kaelira watched, her knees knocking together, as the three attacking wolves began to... change.

The feeling was both thrilling and unsettling, a primal instinct urging her forward, yet a cautious voice whispering warnings in her ear. Then she saw him. He was a magnificent specimen of a werewolf, his coat the color of midnight, his eyes glowing with an ethereal light. He stood silhouetted against the setting sun, his form both powerful and graceful, a creature of the night carved from shadow and moonlight. His presence exuded a potent magnetism, a force that drew Lyra to him despite the prickling unease at the back of her neck. He was unlike any wolf she had ever encountered within the ShadowClan; there was a quiet intensity about him, a depth of power that transcended mere physical str

She probably saw us coming up here when the Cloak dissolved, probably even heard Aldrich’s sharply indrawn breath, but she’s unable to see anything. She’s a Werewolf. Her eyes are glowing as she glares at the spot where we are. If she decides to move toward us and prod at the spot with her foot like I know she wants to, she’ll feel us. The Cloak merely renders us invisible; it doesn’t render us into formless beings like the Guardians. Since she’s a Werewolf, I think she’s even catching whiffs of our scent. She takes a couple of steps toward us. We are moments away from being discovered.